What things there are to wonder in the play of eternal cause first even to glance.

The feelings one might be under in the specific arena deny the cosmic vastness.

Thinking in formulas we wander in the deepest moods, gazing over a thousand worlds.

Chilling the soul, distant thunder, in the storm’s approach nature will reproach that one.

In the thousand moods over worlds, once they thought to interfere, they knew their first duty. Vastness deny the specific cosmic merit heralds action in still, eternal regions lost in fun.

The first eternal in play to glance at a spark in the remote dimension perceived the scale of the loss.

In reproach that nature will approach Itself and consume Itself, another eternal stayed nature’s hand.

Their first to interfere once thought distance other than unity, all in all is one in all after all.

A remote spark perceived the loss relative beside the planet hums who can insist its voidness. Regions eternal in action herald merit and are gone before their passing transpires erstwhile. Another hand stayed nature’s, Itself deftly leaving in a twinkling of white light in the palm.

Speechless at what transpires, voidness hums almost musically, unity in distance is in all. Twinkling light a song of a superior plane, little noted and more doubted but echoes on a wall.

What things there are to wonder. The feelings one might be under. Thinking in formulas we wander. Chilling the soul: distant thunder. In the thousand moods over worlds.

Vastness deny the specific cosmic. The first eternal in play to glance.

In reproach that nature will approach. Their first to interfere.

Once thought a remote spark, perceived the loss. Regions eternal in action herald merit.

Another hand stayed nature’s itself. Speechless at what transpires.

Voidness hums almost musically. Unity in distance is in all.

Twinkling light a song of a superior plane. Little noted and more doubted but echoes on a wall.